'There I lay, snoog in schoolmeasther's bed long efther it was dark, and nobody coom nigh the pleace.

"Weel!" thinks I, "he's got a pretty good start, and if he bean't whoam by noo, he never will be; so you may coom as quick as you loike, and foind us reddy"-- that is, you know, schoolmeasther might coom.' 'I understand,' said Nicholas.
'Presently,' resumed John, 'he DID coom.

I heerd door shut doonstairs, and him a warking, oop in the daark.

"Slow and steddy," I says to myself, "tak' your time, sir--no hurry." He cooms to the door, turns the key--turns the key when there warn't nothing to hoold the lock--and ca's oot "Hallo, there!"-- "Yes," thinks I, "you may do thot agean, and not wakken anybody, sir." "Hallo, there," he says, and then he stops.
"Thou'd betther not aggravate me," says schoolmeasther, efther a little time.

"I'll brak' every boan in your boddy, Smike," he says, efther another little time.